I´m digging through the mud and moss
Looking for a time when our grass was green
I´m digging through the depths of memory
Looking for the first signs of spring
I never knew winter could last so long
That´s our crimson lonely song
And all the love that once existed
Buried beyond the roots could grow

What we used to be
Everything that we could be
Gone in to the moss
Blown away by the snow
Long and forgoten with the feeling we show